Highland Kingdom, Royal Palace.

The sky above the royal capital was full of haze, the clouds were thick and squeezing, and thousands of birds were circling around a palace and chirping, obscuring the sunlight that had little brightness.

The interior of the palace was dim and gloomy, as dark as the morning before the sun came out, the servants lit candles, and King Gary led Bishop Joseph, Prince Wallace, and Princess Sola through the corridors.

On both sides of the wide corridor, there is a shiny life-size armor with shiny oil, which is an antiquity collected by Crown Prince Kenneth, and through the skillful hands of the stylist, they seem to have a soul of their own, vividly showing the bravery and iron blood of a warrior. It was as if the armor would come down from the stone base at any moment with a weapon.

However, the king at this moment obviously did not have this leisure, so much so that Prince Wallace was quite interested in these armors, and his eyes shone with appreciation.

For him, the eldest brother's things are all good things, and if he has the opportunity, he must grab them.

The crown prince's bedroom was large, with a bust of Kenneth hanging in the most prominent part of the room, and a pair of all-metal armor next to the weapon rack next to the portrait, holding a moonfire sword in the glove of the armor.

It was a weapon of the Crown Prince's early years, and eight years earlier, he had been a Legion Commander warrior who had fought many battles and won great glory.

But now, he's just a frail patient.

Kenneth lay on the bed, his eye sockets sunken, the candlelight casting a heavy shadow on his pale face.

The Moon Spirit Liquid squeezed into his body not only destroyed most of the man's nerves, but also seriously damaged his health, and if it weren't for the strong enough power of Rosevia's doctors, he would probably have to rely on exchange blood day after day to survive.

Wallace walked over quickly, threw himself on the side of the bed, and said with a sad expression, "Dear brother. How did you make yourself like this, the black hand of the Governor of Rossevia?"

The crown prince whispered weakly, "I'm sorry, my brother, it's all due to my impulsiveness, and the governor didn't intend to harm me, but saved my life at a critical moment. ”

"Let's rest in peace. Everything will be fine. The second prince said meaningfully.

King Gary noticed that there was a glass bottle with a slender neck at the head of his son's bed, which contained the life-sustaining medicine sent by the Rossevians, and unconsciously picked his eyelids, and sighed:

"Your impulsiveness almost cost me a good heir. ”

"I'm sorry. Kenneth said in a choked voice.

Bishop Joseph walked to the bedside and took the patient's only movable right hand: "Poor child, everything will be fine, the Lord will bless you." ”

So saying, he took the silver cross from his neck and handed it to the earl.

Kenneth's wandering gaze flickered as he stared at the cross. Touching it with difficulty, he touched it with his lips and said weakly: "May God bless you, Your Highness,"

"This is a cross from the Temple of All Nations, with the blessing of His Majesty the Pope. The bishop handed the cross to him:

"It helps the holder to calm their minds and helps you recover. ”

"A masterful work of art. The crown prince said lightly.

"I almost forgot, I also have a gift for you. Prince Wallace took out a teardrop-shaped glass bottle from his pocket, and inside the bottle was a drop of clear liquid:

"This is the fountain of life that I bought at a high price. Maybe it's good for your health. ”

The second prince handed the glass bottle to Kenneth's lips, and the crown prince suddenly coughed violently. A sickly flush appeared on his pale face.

He trembled and raised his hand and pointed to the porcelain cup next to him.

"Maybe, I'll have to taste it first. ”

Wallace smiled and poured the precious liquid into the cup, then drank half of it in front of everyone before putting it back in its place.

Kenneth coughed and couldn't speak, he closed his eyes. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Let's go away and let Kenneth get some rest. ”

The king stayed where he was, and when his youngest son had left the room, he immediately took the teacup and threw it out the window.

......

Inside the King's Study. A court mage is nervously reporting the situation to the king.

"As you have previously instructed, while Prince Wallace is visiting His Highness Kenneth, I have searched his Runne workshop. His Highness has a very rich collection of books, and I have seen many books on potions and dark arts in his workshop in Lune, some of which are very strange.

He took a book out of his bosom and held it up to him quickly.

The book is written in a kind of writing that has never been seen before, the yellowed paper looks very old, and the cover is a few mysterious symbols, the most striking of which are a few drawings.

"I suspect it's an ancient book of the art of seduction. The court mage said profusely.

"I see, you can go back. ”

King Gary put away the ancient book, and after turning a few pages, his expression tightened, and he immediately spread out a piece of stationery, dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote a letter.

"Your Majesty, Cardinal Joseph asks to see you. ”

"Let him wait. ”

The king folded the white piece of paper from the royal case, placed it in a white envelope, sealed it with fire paint, and stamped it with his seal, the family emblem with the royal title, and handed it to the guards standing beside him.

"Send it out, the sooner the better. ”

Without saying a word, the guard locked the wooden box and walked out of the bedroom with a silver platter.

Seeing the figure of the guard disappear from view, King Gary rubbed his temples and said in a tired voice:

"Your Highness, please come in. ”

Half a minute later, Bishop Joseph bowed down and approached the study, stroked his chest and saluted:

"May the gospel of the Lord be with you. ”

"Your Highness, didn't we just meet?"

The king's face suddenly showed a trace of solemnity: "Is it that His Majesty the Pope has a new oracle?"

"No, I am not here to convey His Majesty's oracle. Bishop Joseph walked across from the king, looked down on the ground, and said lightly:

"Rather, I want to tell Your Majesty something important. ”

"Speak. ”

"In order to strengthen the power of the Highland Kingdom, I have been ordered to bring the strongest holy weapon, the Spear of Destiny. ”

"Spear of Fate!"

King Gary slammed his hands on the desk and stood up from his seat in surprise.

"Yes. ”

The cardinal nodded slightly, his gaze still on the floor, and said slowly, "Moreover, this gun has already chosen its owner. ”

"Picked up...... Own master?" the old king narrowed his eyes.

"I am here to celebrate. ”

He stroked his chest again and saluted, "Your Majesty, your son, Prince Wallace has become the bearer of the Spear of Destiny!" )